Return of the Legendary Runesmith-Chapter 102 - 101- I love you(1)

In this arc, after Elana gets abandoned by Adrian, she loses direction in her life.

After Adrian leaves, she doesn’t know what she should do or where she should go. Completely clueless.

So, when the Duke—her father—gets the invitation from the King of Grimvale, Elana goes with them without any resistance and even agrees to get married...or more like she just goes with the flow.

If not for Allen, Olivia, and Sylvie, she might have gotten married and disappeared from the story. But the trio crashes into her life and makes her realize that her life isn’t over and that she can still move forward. If she didn’t want to progress in academics or as a Warden, she could become stronger and more influential, and she might be able to reunite with Adrian.

That gives her new hope, and after a big drama with the Grimvale family, and after breaking the heart of the Prince, Elana returns to the story.

Now, Adrian doesn’t actually remember what happens to her by the end of the novel since he had read the novel a few years ago. However, he knew for sure that if she had gotten married to Carter, her potential would have gone to waste.

That’s why he tried to indicate that she was still needed in the academy. That he still wanted to see her around.

Adrian knew that he might have fanned the flames of her feelings, but it was okay. When it comes down to confrontation, he would tell her directly about his feelings for her.

’Haah~I hope she doesn’t mess things up.’ He had some breakfast and returned to his room.

He had the ore given by the Dark Knight in his Time Chamber so he would summon it any time.

There was still some time before he would go to meet Ariana, so Adrian decided to spend some time in the Time Chamber and make a third grade for himself.

’I hope the system doesn’t throw me out this time.’

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"Thank you, and welcome back," the teleportation officer greeted her with a warm smile.

Elana gave a soft nod and stepped out of the office.

She was back in the dukedom.

Her father had told her they’d be arriving today, so she made sure to come early—before anyone else. It wasn’t about being polite or eager. It was a message. She didn’t want her mother to say something that could stir up misunderstandings again.

Elana had always been certain about this. There was no space in her heart for anyone else but Adrian. Her body, her thoughts, her very soul—they were already his. Nothing could change that.

Even if he didn’t accept her, it wouldn’t change how she felt. She would still belong to him. And if she couldn’t be by his side as his lover, then she’d find another way to be useful to him—whatever it took.

Her resolve had only grown stronger after hearing him speak those few words. He didn’t want her to go.

That alone was enough.

Now, she would do everything in her power to return to him—the only man she can belong to.

"Ah, welcome back, Lady Elana," the head butler said, stopping just outside the entrance to give her a respectful bow.

Elana’s gaze shifted toward the long line of carriages parked near the mansion. Her brows drew together in a slight frown.

"They’re already here?" she asked quietly, her tone laced with a mixture of tension and quiet resolve.

The butler nodded. "They arrived about half an hour ago."

So they were early.

She had underestimated them.

They were more eager than she thought—though it made sense. After all, Carter was the only prince of the family.

Without hesitation, Elana stepped inside the mansion.

The reception area wasn’t far—just a short walk up the front stairs. And because of that, the moment she entered, all eyes turned to her.

Two from Ironhart. Three from Grimvale.

They each looked at her differently—some with curiosity, others with something harder to read.

She caught Carter’s smile first. Calm. Pleasant. Unbothered.

Elana returned it with a brief nod, then walked past him, straight toward the elders.

"Good afternoon," she said, bowing with the grace expected of a duke’s daughter.

Before she could rise fully, a voice reached her—gentle, but edged with worry.

"How are you now, Elana? I heard you were attacked during the ambush," Queen Seraphina asked, her eyes narrowing slightly as she studied Elana’s face. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

There was concern in her voice. Real concern.

Looking at the brunette, she respectfully responded, "The same professor who protected me, healed me as well. I am fine now."

The Queen heaved a sigh of relief. Exaggeration? More like she is usually this emotional.

’...things would turn messy.’

She turned toward her mother and found her signaling to sit down.

However, she didn’t and asked, "Can we talk for a moment, Your Highness?"

Her request took everyone off guard since the plan to let the two talk was supposed to happen once they extended the proposal of engagement.

However, the King didn’t hesitate in urging, "Go on, son. You will get bored hearing about politics anyways."

Carter nodded and got up. Extending his hand, he said, "After you."

Elana exchanged a glance with her father and his gaze clearly told her: Do whatever you deem is right.

She knew her parents would support her. Her mother might panic but she would understand once Elana declares her feelings. Her parents always listen to her rather than forcing their judgment on her unless it’s about her safety.

So, Elana wasn’t worried about them. Neither did she care about the relations between the two nations. She couldn’t sacrifice herself for world peace.

Once they stepped away from the elders, Elana led him to the gallery that led them to the backside of the mansion.

There were paintings and antiques on the right and several long windows on the left that offered a view of the scenery of the backside garden.

Carter took a moment to enjoy the peaceful sight before his eyes. Beautiful flowers, a tea table, squirrels running around, birds chirping. It’s quite...

"Can I ask you something?" The question arrived and Carter had to brace himself.

"Hmm?" He turned toward her.

"Can you tell me the true reason for your visit?" So, she decided to get right on the point.

If Carter had to run away from this, he wouldn’t have come here with his family.

Going down on his knee and lowering his head, he conveyed, "I, Grimvale Carter, have fallen head over heels for you, Miss Elana. And I wish to make you my bride."

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A/N:- You are not him, bro. Thanks for reading.